Rugrats in Paris: The Movie Page #4

We"LL discuss the promotion then.

Goodbye.

What now, Pinocchio?

Years of clawing my way to the top

gone to waste.

Why am I not

some child's tender mother?!

Why?! Why?! Why?!

Because you hate children and men

find you to be a heartless shrew?

There has to be a spineless little man

with a brat of his own out there.

Bonjour?

My chocolates are in her little

American stomach! Get them back!

- Open wide. Say, "aah".

- No, wait!

You have five seconds

to come up with a reason

why I should not lock you up

for ever and ever.

Because I can stick five raisins

up my nose, and sing real good and...

- For ever and ever is a long time!

- Tick tock...

I know where you can find a spiny

little man with a brat of his own.

I think I just made a friend.

Isn't this neat, Chuckie?

There's something weird about

a guy in a ponytail and a dress.

Golly, Kira, you're a natural.

I have a beautiful little girl to thank.

Kimi. She's almost two.

So's my Chuckie!

Not a girl, I mean, but you know...

Look! The Princess is coming.

Once upon a time there was

a mighty dinosaur named Reptar.

Everyone ran away from him

except the beautiful princess.

She was not afraid, because she could

see that Reptar was not vicious.

He was lonely and unhappy.

So she promised to take care of him

and keep him safe and loved

for ever and ever.

For eber and eber...

My mummy says Mr Chuckie's dad

is so desperate

that he'll marry the first lady

that plops the question.

Excellent! Now run along

before you give me lice.

Hey! What do I get out of this deal?

- Why should I give you anything?

- I don't know...

I could accidentally tell someone why

you want to marry Mr Chuckie's dad?

An extra scoop for cunning.

Tell Auntie Coco what you desire.

Let's see. Not much. Just my own

float in the Reptarland parade

with matching ponies

and my own fashion show

and to be the flower girl

at your wedding.

And who said Americans are greedy?

I'll take care of it, Angelique.

Find out where our guests are

dining tonight. Love is on the menu.

This place gots

the biggest babies I ever sawed.

That's got to be one stinky diapie.

When I came to France,

I had dreams of bouiLLabaisse,

crepe suzette,

chicken cordon bLeu.

Well, I had dreams of eating

with a fork. Pass the squid brains.

It's Karaoke time!

Well, do-re-mi!

Bad girl

Talkin' 'bout the sad girl

Bad girl

Talkin' 'bout the bad bad girl

- Eat all the cookies in plain sight

- Chewin'

- Pickin' on the dumb babies

- Always have to be right

They're so easy to trick and tease

'Cause they don't know a thing, baby

When I seed the magic sprinklies in

my hand, I knowed she was the one.

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